Dragon of HP

After that, the owl flew back again and sent a reply letter from Hogwarts, to the effect that if he was free at ten o'clock this Saturday, a professor would come to his house to take him shopping.

So Chu Zihang continued to follow his previous living habits and waited until Saturday.

At seven o'clock in the morning on Saturday, Chu Zihang's biological clock had already woken him up. He changed into clothes that were more convenient for activities and entered the training ground on the third floor.

The villa that he could buy in London with his stepfather's financial resources is quite spectacular in appearance. There is a small garden on the road leading to the manor. There is a large swimming pool behind the villa. It is a three-story building with a living room on the first floor. , kitchen and dining room, the second floor is the bedrooms and guest rooms of the three of them, but the third floor belongs to Chu Zihang alone.

The first floor is bigger than a basketball court. It is empty and there are almost no decorations. There are only some wooden swords for practice in the corner. This is Chu Zihang's training ground. He spends one-third of his time every day. Spending in this place, most of the rest of the time is spent in the room reading.

Taking an 11-year-old body as an example, the first thing he can do is swinging the knife, swinging the knife, swinging the knife, and the second is skill practice.

Chu Zihang didn't "love" kendo, but the weapon he used to use was Japanese swords, so when he found out that his life had been reset, he started to learn kendo from the basics, and now, although Due to his age, he has not been awarded a sword, but in fact he already has his own saber.

The man who gave him half of his blood, after knowing that he will live in London in the future and will most likely never return to China, handed him the knife called Yaodao Murama.

Chu Zihang had just washed his sweaty body and changed his clothes when the pendulum clock rang. He looked at the clock, and it was exactly ten o'clock. At the same time, he heard a knock on the door. It was so quiet in the house that he wouldn't hear the knock on the door.

...Wizards, don't you know that there is something called a doorbell in this world?

But anyway, punctuality is something to be commended.

Chu Zihang wiped his hair with his hands, and found that the hair was no longer dripping, so he went to the entrance and opened the door.

The image of the witch behind the door was basically in Chu Zihang's expectation, and also in line with most people's imagination of witches. She was wearing a black robe and a black pointed hat on her head. Although her skin was a little sunken, her eyes were bright. She is bright and bright, and will not make people think of her underestimated.

This is a serious and capable middle-aged witch.

"Hello, I'm the professor of transfiguration at Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall, you can call me Professor McGonagall."

Chu Zihang nodded slightly upon hearing the words, "Hi, Professor McGonagall, I'm Chu Zihang." After speaking, he led her to the living room.

Chu Zihang went to the kitchen and took out the freshly brewed black tea and poured it to the meticulous witch. Mag took the black tea and thanked him, and asked, "Where are your parents?" After all, few little wizards can choose their own school independently. Well, if they just persuaded the little wizards to come to Hogwarts but failed to communicate with their parents, their parents would still not let their children go to an unheard of magic school.

"My father and mother are traveling abroad, and I am the only one at home." Chu Zihang put down the black tea pot, and sat on the sofa opposite Mag, sitting in exactly the same posture as Mag, sitting upright with his back straight and his hands flat, "Please Don't worry, I have the right to choose my own school."

Mag hesitated for a moment, then nodded, believing Chu Zihang's words, "I understand. So, can you tell me what you know about Hogwarts?"

"A school of magic." Chu Zihang's tone was very flat, "My understanding is limited to this. I didn't know it existed before I received the admission notice, but even now, I only know about it. There is no information that can let me understand the curriculum or school history of Hogwarts."

McGonagall nodded, expressing understanding, "Hogwarts is the only magic school in the UK. It can teach young wizards with magical powers to use all kinds of magic. The fluorescent flashes can let you see the way ahead in the dark. Armor protects you from harm, but it's only secondary."

I have to say that although Professor McGonagall looks a bit serious, she has good eloquence and is very suitable for teaching. It is no wonder that she can become the vice principal.

"I think you have heard some rumors about wizards. People with magical powers are called wizards, but before they reach adulthood, it is generally difficult for them to control the magic power in their bodies, and they will cause some problems due to emotional fluctuations. It is an abnormal phenomenon in the eyes of ordinary people. In the magic world, this phenomenon is called magic riots. If little wizards are allowed to continue to carry out magic riots, they will endanger themselves and the people around them. "Speaking of this, Magdon After a pause, "The purpose of Hogwarts' existence lies here. Apart from teaching little wizards magic, it is more about letting them control their own magic power, control their emotions, and control their...hearts."

Chu Zihang thought for a while, then nodded lightly. He made a supplement to Mag's explanation in his heart.

——That school also played a role in bringing wizards together.

They live among ordinary people but have abilities that do not belong to ordinary people, so they cannot integrate into this group, so Hogwarts provides them with a place to find the same kind.In this place, they are no longer heterogeneous, all of them have the same abilities, and no one will be surprised even if they behave differently from ordinary people.

The reason why I added this explanation is because the university that Chu Zihang studied in the past—maybe it should be said in the past life now—has some similarities with Hogwarts, except that the university enrolls the mixed blood of the dragon race. And with the ultimate goal of cultivating them to become dragon slayers, some of the mixed races caught between the dragons and humans at that time went to that school to get rid of the loneliness of this racial difference.

Seeing that Chu Zihang understood the meaning, Mag continued: "We will go to the shopping street in the wizarding world later, and in the bookstore there, maybe you can buy a copy of "Hogwarts, a school chapter." "History", it can give you a clearer understanding of Hogwarts."

"So, do you have any questions?"

After pondering for a moment, Chu Zihang raised his head and looked at Mag, his thoughts could not be seen from his expression at all, "Excuse me, can you demonstrate a magic for me? An ordinary magic is fine."

"Yes." Mag said, stood up, pulled out a wooden stick that could not be called straight from his sleeve, pointed at the empty teacup and chanted a spell, and then the ordinary white porcelain cup was placed in Chu Zihang's mouth. The astonished eyes quickly elongated the body, growing limbs, head and tail, and a layer of soft and fine hair emerged from the surface of the body.

"... Excuse me... what kind of magic is this?"

Seeing that he finally showed a hint of expression, Mag sighed in his heart that no matter how mature he was, he was still just a child when facing magic, so he couldn't help but slow down his expression, "The Transfiguration Curse is a section of the Transfiguration I taught. "

Chu Zihang couldn't accept this answer, and asked instead: "But...can magic make a non-living creature have vitality?"

Hearing his question, Mag frowned slightly, only to realize that he was not shocked by magic, on the contrary, he cared more about the principle.But she didn't think about this issue herself, or in other words, many wizards can only use magic, and few people will explore the essence of a kind of magic.

Her rigorous temperament prevented her from fooling things around, and she could only shake her head in the end and said, "I don't know about this question, maybe you will get the answer in the future through exploration."

Chu Zihang didn't expect to get a definite answer at first, but just blurted out that sentence in a moment of shock.

In his previous life, the subjects he chose in college were alchemy machinery, including alchemy chemistry and magic mechanics. In the first class of alchemy chemistry, the professor told them clearly that alchemy involving life is not allowed , so he somewhat preconceived that magic should not involve life.

As for his reaction when he saw the house elf and the Queen of the Sorting Hat who were said to be made of alchemy many days later... let's not mention it for now.

After confirming that Chu Zihang had no other problems, Mag asked him to bring enough money and said that he would go to buy school supplies next, and then motioned him to hold her by the corner of her robe. Hang opened his eyes, there was a faint golden light flashing in his golden eyes covered by black contact lenses, behind him stood Mag, they were in an alley, and there was a shopping street outside the alley, Mag put his hand On Chu Zihang's shoulder, as if he was afraid that he would lose his balance and fall because of this magic, he said, "Open your eyes and have a look, this is the Leaky Cauldron."

Chu Zihang looked around, and finally determined the bar she was talking about—a dilapidated bar that seemed to have been abandoned, sandwiched between a bookstore and a record store.

Through this short half-hour of getting along, he can basically tell the characteristics of Mag's personality. She is not a person who will casually bring underage children into the bar, and she herself does not seem to be a character who will appear in the bar. .So he thought this pub might be an entrance to the wizarding world.

Chu Zihang walked out of the alley with Mag, and people kept passing by them, but no one commented on Mag's strange dress, as if they hadn't seen them, and the small bar was the same, like a wizard Like this unknown race, they were isolated from the crowd.That bar is like a one-way glass. Wizards and ordinary people are inside and outside the glass respectively. They can see the outside, but the people outside don't know whether the people inside are singing or taking a bath.

Contrary to the messy appearance, the inside of the bar was unexpectedly quiet, with only a few people sitting in the corner drinking. Chu Zihang had seen many bars with messy exteriors and even more chaotic interiors due to various reasons. The wizard unexpectedly fits the title of a British gentleman.

Soon he overturned his conclusions.

"Hey Mag!" A man in the corner raised his wine glass, his unkempt hair and untrimmed beard made him look rather sloppy, and he didn't seem like someone who would know Mag, "Would you like a drink?"

Mag shook his head and explained, "I'm taking the students to Diagon Alley today."

"Oh, that's a pity." The man shrank back to the corner as he said, "I wish you success in your work."

It was the owner of the bar who answered the conversation. He was wiping a glass with a gray rag: "Is the little wizard behind you the one you are going to receive this time? Looks like a Muggle student?"

"Yes," Mag looked back at Chu Zihang, and explained to him, "Muggles are what wizards call people without magic."

"Hello, little sir, I'm Tom," he smiled at Chu Zihang, and said, "Maybe you think Mag is a bit boring, but she seems to be in a good mood today and has been very patient with you."

McGonagall glanced at him casually. This action made Tom, who was more like a waiter than a boss, stiffen. He immediately turned his gaze back and wiped the glass intently while playing a ditty.

Crossing the bar, Mag took Chu Zihang to the alley behind the bar. Facing what was clearly a dead end, Mag's expression remained unchanged. He held his wand and tapped a few times on the bricks of the wall. The wall moved as if it had been injected with vitality, revealing a passage.

Mag's steady voice sounded: "Welcome, Chu Zihang, this is Diagon Alley, a corner of the magic world."

The author has something to say:

In the Leaky Cauldron Bar, I tried my best to write the cold joke of Jiangnan Juju, but I failed [. 】

In addition, I am very fortunate that Chu Zihang is a science student, so I can somewhat guess his psychology.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, let me emphasize here that what Chu Zihang cares about is not unscientific things like magic. He can accept the floating spell, flashlight spell [anything], but he cannot accept magic that involves life, regardless of his personality. Or the factor of received knowledge, which made him not able to accept it.

Hmm... I don’t know if you have seen Steel Refining, but in short, I don’t know if the idea in it is too deep in my heart. Anyway, I can’t turn a blind eye to house elves and the sorting hat. I can’t understand why many time travelers see this. The two things said [ah, it’s an alchemy product] and accepted the fact calmly... I don’t know what the magic world was like so many years ago. Is it really okay to allow that kind of thing to exist! ! ! 【Crazy

Cough, this is just a personal obsessive-compulsive disorder attack, please pretend I didn't say anything.